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Thursday, June 16, 2011
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
National Poetry Month 2011 NAPOWRIMO April 27
Domestic Poltergeist
Ever the open minded skeptic,
horror reader and ghost tale writer,
scoffer of spirit orbs, believer of dreams—
sudden sufferer of missing objects
eyeglasses, coffee cups, one rhinestone-studded Sketcher,
surely the work of supernatural forces
and not related at all to age.
Ever the open minded skeptic,
horror reader and ghost tale writer,
scoffer of spirit orbs, believer of dreams—
sudden sufferer of missing objects
eyeglasses, coffee cups, one rhinestone-studded Sketcher,
surely the work of supernatural forces
and not related at all to age.
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
National Poetry Month 2011 NAPOWRIMO April 26
cracked like pottery in a collapsed tomb
colorful fragments heaped in disjointed piles
hours, weeks, months devoted to restoring
a recognizable form
which may or may not
be a thing of beauty
or a thing of utility
or a random assemblage of words.
(c)2011 Noreen Braman
Monday, April 25, 2011
National Poetry Month 2011 NAPOWRIMO April 25
Sin of Omission
Just pick it up, like dropped stitches
don't unravel the whole thing
or halt the pen, the brush, the needle
to whine or mourn the blowing sand
fill the paper, the canvas, the workbasket
with the work of the day at your hands.
(c)2011 Noreen Braman
Just pick it up, like dropped stitches
don't unravel the whole thing
or halt the pen, the brush, the needle
to whine or mourn the blowing sand
fill the paper, the canvas, the workbasket
with the work of the day at your hands.
(c)2011 Noreen Braman
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
National Poetry Month 2011 NAPOWRIMO April 19
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Desperation, not greed
put all of them under my pillow
with faint hope that one
would float over my sleep
and bestow a gift
to ease my pain.
Prosperity and Health
flirt unabashedly
alternately smiling and pouting
teasing gently - barely showing
the dark underside of their wings.
Love hovers closely with soft embraces
a downy envelope of comfort
which allows Peace to fly high
illuminating the path
no longer strewn with broken glass.
(c)2011 Noreen Braman
Monday, April 18, 2011
NAPOWRIMO 2011 April 18, 2011
Wintering in the Underworld
like a snowbird flown to Florida
with all of the heat
and none of the light
and plenty of old codgers
leering at my eternal youthfulness
knowing just the touch of my foot
above ground brings the life
they can never again create.
They grovel at the foot of my dark throne
not daring to speak my name
and watch with leaden hearts
as I ascend into the light.
(c)2011 Noreen Braman
Sunday, April 17, 2011
NAPOWRIMO 2011 April 16 & 17, 2011
April 16, 2011
The Obligatory Poetry Month Limerick
The writers of poetry know
that a limerick's the wrong way to go
if expecting to meet
the "poetry elite"
serious sonnets are more apropos.
(c)Noreen Braman
April 17, 2011
At the Writing Desk
Cleaning the keyboard helps me think
enough dog hair to knit a new dog
and crumbs of unrecognizable origin.
The dust on the screen may actually be
remains of the wall spackling from last spring
still swirling in invisible streams
each time the forced air heat comes on.
Three pens that don't write
a photo printer out of ink -
stuff I only notice
when I run out of words.
(c)2011 Noreen Braman
The Obligatory Poetry Month Limerick
The writers of poetry know
that a limerick's the wrong way to go
if expecting to meet
the "poetry elite"
serious sonnets are more apropos.
(c)Noreen Braman
April 17, 2011
At the Writing Desk
Cleaning the keyboard helps me think
enough dog hair to knit a new dog
and crumbs of unrecognizable origin.
The dust on the screen may actually be
remains of the wall spackling from last spring
still swirling in invisible streams
each time the forced air heat comes on.
Three pens that don't write
a photo printer out of ink -
stuff I only notice
when I run out of words.
(c)2011 Noreen Braman
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